Sunday, April 19, 2020

Rites, reasons, seasons of love, hate, lust, leaders, horns to blast, rites to stand, rites to reasons, sons to shine. Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow.

Moot, in the end, and the views to be kept in the houses only of the choose few that live and sing songs, about the charms and wits that are given as gifts of peace and love by the sea. Rites, reasons, seasons of love, hate, lust, leaders, horns to blast, rites to stand, rites to reasons, sons to shine. Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow.



RV Campers and cheaters, thieves, and blazers for lost causes, and have fingers in place to point at others for the reasons that shame and disgraces were acts or deeds to turn the other face and put another mask on for the seasons to come.
Angels above, sights to see the undead and the unstable, spooks that appear for the corrections need for a night of peace.Rites, reasons, seasons of love, hate, lust, leaders, horns to blast, rites to stand, rites to reasons, sons to shine. Love and hate horns of a goat. Love and devotions from a man for a women, gifts of the old souls floating here today, gone tomorrow.
Gifts of words need to tame the beasts on the left side of the graves. Graves to me and graves to me, busy dying daily, joys and pains with the bumps in the road.When Staying Silent Is No Longer an Option.




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